2022-11-09Ruben Kapimbi That sunup, Spooky suffers a needle-sharp pain below his ribcage. Instantly, the bush-fenced kraal and the umbrella-shaped trees spin around. View more
2022-12-14Ruben Kapimbi I stumbled upon skin-and-bone natives galloping into the wasteland at Otjihaenena. “Don’t spare any fleeing Herero,” yelled the whiskery-bearded commander. Soon, I sprayed deadly bullets skywards to scare the straw-like children. I spotted reedy children squeezing vinegary water out of green and white-striped melons. The skinny children coughed after the gunpowder-bluish smoke had choked their l View more
2022-12-16Ruben Kapimbi Before the genocide of 1904, the Hereros or the Cattle Damaras as the German settlers affectionately called them, occupied the wilderness from the Otavi Mountains up to the borders of the clear sky. View more
2023-03-13Ruben Kapimbi When high schools partner with the community, students contribute to real challenges, revitalising economic opportunities for the community as a whole. View more
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